I would like to ask for a moment of loudness for one of my sisters who recently died. I ask for loudness because she had a big mouth and was stubborn as hell. It takes a lot to make me cry, but she will be missed by many.
Those missed the most by survivors are those the survivors wished to continue interacting with.
So true.
My condolences on your loss, as the Ancient Egyptians would say when someone died, " May your shadow (memory) never lessen, may the joys you brought be more than the stars in the sky, may your voice ever be heard loudly, may your Ka always find its way back to your body."
May we show love while we are here.
I am about to go on a 4 hour drive will have the music up loud for her.
Sorry for your loss, to quote Sir PTerry
“In the Ramtop village where they dance the real Morris dance, for example, they believe that no one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away—until the clock he wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone’s life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.”
Keep her ripples going.
And I know Death is still scratching his chin bone wondering what to do with her. Sir Pratchett was onto a very good perspective of life.